Novel & Cerita Brotherhood Outcast

"But they're supposed to be siblings, although only in name!" "Oh my god! Has Alpha Zachary gone out of his mind?" Whispers erupted amongst the pack members. Several elders couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward, their faces as dark as thunder. "Do you even know what you're saying, Alpha Zachary? This is against the law of nature! She is your sister! Even if she's not blood-related to you, she is still your sister in name! We will never approve of it—" "Did I say I was asking for your approval?" Zachary asked, interrupting the elder right in the middle of his sentence. His Alpha aura exploded just then, causing the elders to turn pale and their legs to turn to jelly. Some of them

He glanced at the huge scar that settled on his face and then sniffed. Even though these two men were his brothers, he was still scared of them, regardless. Don was a notorious thug lord, and Killain, alongside their father ran the drug cartel. He was literally the only normal, well, and an outcast of the family. Not like he minded anyway. “You will help me. You are my brother,” he said and pushed his hand away. “Oh?” “Whoever tries to shame me, has shamed you. Should it not be that way?” He asked.

The other side of his face was stuck in a demonlike form a red eye, charred skin, and jagged teeth that couldn’t be covered by his lips. People stepped out of his way and made it a point to avoid him altogether, as if he had some sort of disease. Most demons that I had met could usually switch in and out of their demon forms, but he seemed to be stuck like this. Thayer eyed him for a long time, then nodded to Asher, as if he accepted him unlike everyone else. Demons seemed to stick with their own kind sex demons with sex demons, wrathful demons with wrathful demons. I guessed, being a half-wolf, half-demon mix made Tyler an outcast too, just like Gregor seemed to be.

“Yes. This eagerness and determination are what I like about you.” “Thank you, Mr. White. I'm grateful to be here and be shown the light by the brotherhood.” Mr. White nodded approvingly, but deep inside, I scoffed. The brotherhood were nothing but leeches. Massive, bloated leeches clinging to the richest, biggest animals in the forest, sucking until the hosts shriveled into bone. They drained everything; money, influence, people, and when nothing was left, they moved on, wiping their mouths clean like they hadn’t just fed on someone’s life.

"DO YOU THINK I WANT YOU HERE? I FUCKING DON'T" Christopher shouted on top of his voice scaring Serena with his tone yet again. He was raging, raging like a bull at this point. He wasn't even sure about what he was talking anymore. He was not even in his senses now, while more hurt was she when she heard his next words. "YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A BURDEN TO EVERYONE. NO WONDER WHY MY BROTHER LEFT YOU, WHO WOULD TOLERATE A WOMAN AS FAKE AS YOU!"

“You’ve got some fucking nerve showing up here.” Damien didn’t flinch. He met Marcus’s glare head-on. “I know. I deserve whatever you want to throw at me.” Marcus took a step forward, fists clenched. “Five years, Damien. Five years you let my sister raise your son alone after you called him a bastard and told her to leave the country. You broke her. You broke our friendship. And now you think you can just walk back in like nothing happened?” Elena stepped between them, placing a hand on her brother’s chest. “Marcus, stop. This isn’t helping.”

“If you dare hang around that Tony kid again, I’ll break your legs.” My heartbeat stalled. So fierce. Could Tony have been right? I stared at Leon’s face close to mine, and a chilling image flashed through my mind. An evil adopted son killing his foster parents, seizing their fortune, and locking up his younger brother in some twisted obsession. Crap! How horrifying! I could almost see Leon at Mom and Dad’s crash site, coldly wiping his fingerprints from the steering wheel. Then, striding toward me with a ruler in hand, his lips curled, whispering, “Harry… you can’t escape…”

Of course, he would do that. He was an asshole and not even sex would change him. Besides, what’d I think would happen? That my vagina will magically change him? “Why are we even talking about my brother? The Outlaws are throwing a party tonight and you are coming with me! You haven’t lived in this town if you have not been to an outlaw party!” What the hell else do I have to lose? “Hell yeah! Let’s do it!” LATER THAT NIGHT The Outlaws were a special kind of wild. Their members were far more unruly than the Ryders. As soon as I stepped into their warehouse, the heavy smell of drugs knocked me off my feet. Weed, cocaine, alcohol, you name it was all over the place.

But this time… they felt different. Not a dream, exactly. A memory. She stood in a crumbling hall old stone, vines choking the walls, stained glass shattered into the dirt. A woman stood at the center, her arms outstretched as figures in black cloaks shouted, their faces masked, their voices cruel. “Outcast,” they screamed. “Breaker of laws. Betrayer of kin.” Samantha tried to run to her, but her legs wouldn’t move. She could only watch as the woman, a tall figure with hair like shadows and fire, was shoved to her knees.

He laughed, the sound making my insides feel a tad weird but in a way it felt nice. "I was clearly busy at the time," I began, my hand indicating my room and the apartment before us. "So there was no time to ask questions on whether anyone resided here, spirit wise that is." I gave a small grin. "Plus I didn't know what to say." "Based upon my observation you," Jem said with a light chuckle. "Cora," he said, brushing his fingers across my cheek. His touch was cool and still semi-solid. "Didn't you have any loyal friends to rely on growing up?" I shook my head to tell him no because in some way I always remained the outcast of anyone that I befriended. A loner who believed that trusting other